Oh, how the color green doth shine so bright,
Like emeralds gleaming in the morning light,
A hue of nature, so fresh and pure,
A sight to behold, forevermore.
And what creature doth accompany this hue?
Why, a graceful swan, so regal and true,
With feathers white as snow, and a neck so long,
A beauty unmatched, in nature’s throng.
But what of the object that doth catch the eye,
A simple vase, with curves so sly,
Its form so delicate, its beauty so rare,
A treasure to cherish, beyond compare.
And in this scene, two men doth stand,
With love so true, and hearts so grand,
Their souls entwined, forevermore,
With love and passion, to the core.
So let us celebrate this color, this creature, this object,
And the love that doth bind these men, with respect,
For love knows no bounds, nor color, nor form,
It is a force of nature, forever warm.
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